No Power to Fight Back

"Charge!"

Beldia's command rang through the entire hall.

"Kill him!"

The merciless words made the Undead Knights lined up neatly along both sides of the hall raise their heads, the aura around them turning savage.

The next second, the Undead Knights drew their sharp swords, leveled their keen lances, and charged fiercely at Fang Li.

"Rumble..."

Countless heavy footsteps shook the ground.

"Aaaahhhhh—!"

Their howls turned into roars from the mouths of the Undead Knights, shaking the surroundings.

Fang Li was like a tiny ant with no power to resist, doomed to be slaughtered.

In the blink of an eye, blades, spears, swords, halberds, and all manner of weapons came slashing at him.

"Swish—!"

The sound of weapons tearing through the air rang clearly through the space.

Faced with attacks stabbing and slashing at him from every direction, aiming to hack him into pieces, Fang Li merely lowered his head slightly and slowly raised the sword clenched in his hand.

"Clang..."

A faint arc of light flowed over that utterly ordinary sword.

"Shing—!"

The next instant, a frigid flash of sword light burst forth, sweeping outward like a full moon.

"Clang clang clang clang clang—!"

Amid the crisp sounds of collision, countless incoming weapons were severed in two by that moonlight-like slash.

Just as when he had first arrived in this world and faced the Knight Order sent to arrest him in the royal capital, Fang Li's sword strikes effortlessly cut apart every weapon that came at him.

Back then, Fang Li had held back and merely kicked away each knight who attacked him.

But this time was different.

This time, there was no need to hold back at all...

Thus, the frigid sword light flashed forth once more.

Like a double slash, just as the first moonlight-like strike vanished,